I had been doing great on phase 1 of south beach all week, down 3 lbs already as of this morning.
Then my grandpa came over to help install a water heater for us... started acting kind of weird and we ended up calling 911.
He had a major stroke and will not recover. Basically, we are right now just... waiting for his heart to stop, I guess.
It's really hard for me right now.
Point is, I totally fell "off the beach" today. I just did not care. I ate when I can, although honestly I had little appetite, but when my legs were getting like jello and I was dizzy from no food, I broke down and ate some vending machine food. Then a Subway tuna sub (what my husband picked). Way off plan!
And, I know the next few days, even week or two, are going to be rough. I'm going to keep trying to be aware... but not planning my meals like I have all week.
I thought, some things are more important than dieting.
But, at the same time, some things can be prevented by having a healthy body too... so, I am determined, more so than ever, once things settle down a little, to get healthy!
I guess these setbacks are to be expected.